Lyrics:
a shadow at all really! Have I
Made an error in calling righteousness a form of
Shadow
I do not mean in any way that it's negative
It's just a metaphor for
Read the sign on the gate
Read it loud and read it proud
Heaven's so full
That they're cutting up the angels
Taking all the bishops by the neck To leave
The thoughts they don't stop
Robbing me of myself
I miss you more by the day
These ashes are all I have left
There's nothing left to say
Oh God I wish I could
I'm an angel so I'm fighting demons
Living in the present got me questioning this life I'm given
They talk the talk but don't live the meaning
I feel
Both man and beast infest the heavens with all profane
Forever held as the least
By the circle of the lunar
Damn all who damned shall be
You've
o' the Sporting Battalion
From the Heart of Midlothian
To the Waverly train
The crowds they were singing
An auld Scots refrain
Our sweethearts
Man I'm better
By myself
I don't need nobody else
Work hard
Til the albums
Hit the shelf
Gordon Ramsay
With the wrist
Sauce God
Now they're
Calling me
I won't be left alone
Swimming inside this ocean
All on my own
You are travelling by train
Looking outside the window
Seeking me in the rain
Surfing
(The person you are calling is currently unavailable)
(Please leave a message after the tone)
Hey
How have you been
Just checking in
Do you remember
out cause I
I can't be stuck in my head
With all that's left unsaid
So I
I
Am calling out to you
Hey dad
I don't know if you know what it feels like
the last time
I picked pain for the last time
Star stuck in a grave
I'm slowly lost in my ways
I'm falling lower again
Been calling hoping and praying
Need
She packed a yellow bag made by Samsonite
She only packed enough for an overnight
She caught the morning bus
To catch the early train
That runs
Drop of Lucifer
[parody of Drops of Jupiter, by Train]
Now that he's back in the atmosphere
The drop of Lucifer is severe, yeah yeah... yeah...
He
lips and gloss my eyes
Railway stops and frosted skies
Can't wait to be by your side
Countdown's almost done
Running as the train pulls in
We
This message is for the sinners, the back sliders and all the servants of God, Luke 12 verse 9 he who dined me before man shall be dined before the angel
I take a deep breath
The smell might get me high
You get fucked up just to get by
I sleep all day cause I can't open my eyes
You pissed it all
up
Hatin' all you want, nigga still glowed up
Remember Rocky was calling my phone
Tryna squash me and Dior beef, but it's stuck
Know I rock with
girl
Would have put up with the kinda shit I do
I'm a criminal, I'm a gansta
And I do all that shit that evil fools do
But you've sticked by me no
put up with the kinda shit I do
I'm a criminal, I'm a gansta
And I do all that shit that evil fools do
But you've sticked by me no matter
What happens
Its been such a funny day
I don't know why
Walking on an endless lane
Life passing me by
tomorrow is calling
But I'm dragging my feet
The skies
angels as extra measures.
As soon as that be, the sweat fell into the body, I knew the curse.
I put my hands upon my face instead of calling for
i'm a gangsta.
and i do all that kinda shit that evil fools do
but you stick by me.
no matter what happens and
I love you
much respect.
(chorus)
Daddy
and monster house
A thousand angels laughing
You can hear 'bout anything you please
You can dive and sloop and fall
Catch the biggest horse of all
You can
would love you till the end
And through good times and bad times too
I'll stand by you, till the end
Just like an angel who's fallen out of grace
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